Sima Master slowly lowered the sword he held high, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Sima Zhao was still cold and angry.※r />
"Brother, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't have attacked you. I beg you to be magnanimous and spare my stupid brother."
Sima Zhao's sword was also placed on the ground, and he kowtowed to Master Sima and begged for mercy.
Seeing this scene, Yan Liang on the steps raised a sarcastic sneer.
"This Sima Zhao's adaptability is really fast. It is his son who established the Jin Dynasty. This boy has learned Sima Yi's true heritage..."
Yan Liang continued to enjoy the farce at the stairs and see how the two Sima brothers would end.
"I don't have to hold you accountable for your sneak attack on me, but in today's situation, you and I can only live together. How do you want me to spare you?"
Master Sima looked down at Sima Zhao and said coldly.
Sima Zhao, who was covered in blood and covered with wounds, was so frightened that his face turned pale, his body was trembling, and he didn't know what to do.
Yan Liang only allowed one of them to live, and he only had time for a cup of tea. If Sima Zhao was spared now, both of them would be shot dead after a cup of tea.
With brothers fighting each other to such an extent, how could Master Sima care about brotherly love?
Survival is the first priority.
Sima Zhao was silent for a moment, raised his head, and said sadly: "In this case, Zhao is willing to sacrifice himself, but he cannot let his brother bear the name of killing his brother. Zhao is willing to kill himself to save his life."
Master Sima was shocked and looked sharply at Sima Zhao. He saw a righteous face, a tragic and majestic expression of willingness to sacrifice.
Sima Zhao's spirit of self-sacrifice really moved Master Sima, and the resentment against Sima Zhao for taking the first step just now disappeared.
"Oh~~" Master Sima sighed helplessly and turned sideways, not looking directly at Sima Zhao.
If Sima Zhao is willing to commit suicide, he will be spared from killing his younger brother. Otherwise, even if Yan Liang lets him live, how can he survive in the world with the reputation of killing enemies?
Master Sima turned aside like this and sighed like this, so he naturally agreed to Sima Zhao's request. He looked like he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Yan Liang's interest on the dragon throne became even more intense. He wanted to see if Sima Zhao, who suddenly came to his senses, had the consciousness and courage to take matters into his own hands.
Sima Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, tremblingly picked up the knife on the ground again. He lifted it up inch by inch and slowly put it to his neck.
With just one touch, he could end his miserable life and even achieve a good reputation after his death.
The moment before the knife fell, Sima Zhao raised his head slightly and looked at his brother again.
Sima Zhao frowned deeply and stood sideways. His eyes were even slightly closed, as if he couldn't bear to look directly.
Taking a deep breath, his teeth secretly clenched, and Sima Zhao's arms holding the ring-shou knife suddenly moved.
In the main hall, the expressions of all the Chu soldiers changed.
In full view of everyone, Sima Zhao suddenly stood up, and the knife did not touch his own neck. Instead, he pounced on the unsuspecting Sima Master.
A sudden change occurred, and Sima Master, whose eyes were slightly closed, heard the sound of breaking through the sky. When he suddenly opened his eyes, Sima Zhao's blade had already struck close.
In shock, Master Sima retreated almost instinctively without even thinking about it.
At such a short distance, Master Sima's martial arts skills were not superb, so how could he avoid this long-prepared attack.
There was only a "pop" sound, and Master Sima's lower abdomen had been slashed horizontally. A large amount of blood surged out. The foot-long wound was like a giant lip, and the intestines inside were about to slip out.
Master Sima screamed in pain, took a few steps back and used his knife to support his body. He pressed his abdomen with his other hand to block the intestines and prevent them from rolling out.
Raising his head with difficulty, Master Sima looked at his younger brother who was standing with a sword in his eyes with a look of shock and resentment, as if he couldn't believe that Sima Zhao was so cunning and deceived him with a performance that was fake and real.
A moment of negligence.
And this moment of negligence can be fatal.
Although Master Sima had slashed Sima Zhao several times before, none of them hit his vital points. However, the stab he received now had his chest ripped open and his intestines were about to come out. This was the fatal injury.
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With such serious injuries, even if Sima Zhao did not take action for the time being, Sima Shi would die from blood loss before long.
"Sima Zhao, you are so cruel and insidious, why do you do this to me?" Master Sima gritted his teeth and cursed resentfully.
"Brother, you and I have been brothers for so many years, but it seems that you still don't understand me. Today, only one of you and I can survive. Do you think I will just surrender and be captured?" Sima Zhao sarcastically held up the bloody knife and took a step forward.
He pressed towards Master Sima step by step.
The soldiers of the Chu army on the left and right, and even Zhou Cang were amazed at how cunning and cunning Sima Zhao was at such a young age.
Yan Liang was not surprised at all.
In history, Sima Zhao planned to kill Wei Emperor Cao Mao, but he made Cheng Ji the scapegoat. He lay on Cao Mao's body, crying and howling, pretending to be a loyal minister.
In the battle to destroy Shu, Sima Zhao used Zhong Hui and Deng Ai to destroy the Shu Han for him, but he also used the contradiction between the two and the chess pieces ambushed in the army to eliminate Zhong Hui and Deng Ai without any effort.
He killed two subordinates who had great achievements.
It can be said that in terms of military talent, he is not as good as Sima Shi, and in terms of political talent, he is not as good as his father Sima Yi, but when it comes to conspiracy, he is a first-rate master.
The world of the Sima family was obtained by Sima Zhao using various deceitful means.
The world was deceived, and the country was destroyed by injustice within a few decades. This was also Sima Zhao's retribution.
It is not surprising that such a treacherous person would perform the astonishing scene just now.
The Sima Master who was half-kneeling at the foot of the stairs was filled with regret, anger, and resentment, but he had no strength to fight with the cunning and insidious younger brother in front of him.
Sima Zhao got closer and closer, the blade in his hand gradually raised, and his eyes revealed only ruthlessness.
He would not be as merciful as Master Sima. He wanted to kill Master Sima with one blow and find a way to survive for himself.
"Bitch, I'll fight you!"
Master Sima roared angrily and jumped up with all his strength. He covered his stomach with one hand and brandished the knife with the other hand, and rushed towards Sima Zhao.
This was Master Sima's last ditch effort to gather his remaining strength.
Sima Zhao was unmoved. He was well prepared. When he saw his brother leaping forward, he moved his steps and dodged it very lightly.
Sima Shi jumped into the air and stumbled past Sima Zhao. At this time, he had no strength and could not control his steps at all.
The moment he passed by, Sima Zhao turned the sword in his hand and slashed back fiercely.
puff!
There was another muffled grunt, and the sword struck Master Sima's back, cutting a gash several inches long down his spine.
After receiving another fatal blow, Master Sima screamed and fell to the ground on the spot. His body twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Two fatal injuries finally cost Master Sima his life.
Seeing his frozen and dead brother and the blood leaching out everywhere, Sima Zhao let out a long breath, as if he was relieved.
"Okay, what a good show. As expected of Sima Yi's son, conspiracies are everywhere." Yan Liang clapped his hands, but his tone was full of sarcasm.
Sima Zhao suddenly woke up and had no time to appreciate the complex feeling of killing his brother. He quickly abandoned the knife, turned around and knelt down towards Yan Liang, looking extremely humble.
"The guilty minister has done what your Majesty told you. Please forgive me for the death penalty." Sima Zhaoba begged.
He was fierce when he killed his brother, but in front of Yan Liang, he didn't dare to be disrespectful at all, he was as respectful as a slave.
Yan Liang sneered and said: "As the king of a country, I naturally stick to my word. Not only will I spare your life, I will also let you go and let you return to Sima Yi."
Sima Zhao was shocked when he heard this. He raised his head hurriedly and looked at Yan Liang with surprise and questioning eyes, as if he couldn't believe what Yan Liang said.
"Why, don't you still want to leave?" Yan Liang asked with a glare.
"No, no, of course I didn't mean that. I was just touched by your Majesty's kindness, and I thanked you for your kindness." Sima Zhao was convinced that Yan Liang had not deceived him, and kowtowed again in excitement.
There was a hint of irony and coldness in the corner of Yan Liang's mouth.
"I will let you go, but not now. Moreover, I have to do one more thing before I let you go." Yan Liang said something else.
Sima Zhao looked at Yan Liang blankly, wondering what Yan Liang was going to do.
Suddenly, Yan Liang's eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Come here, drag this kid down, castrate him and lock him up."
As soon as these words came out, Sima Zhao was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits.
Only then did he realize that with Yan Liang's cruelty, how could he let him go so easily, and sure enough, Yan Liang actually wanted to use that cruel castration again.
Several soldiers rushed up fiercely and dragged Sima Zhao outside the palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Sima Zhao was horrified and begged hoarsely.
Yan Liang, however, was cold and iron-blooded, smiling as he watched Sima Zhao being dragged away.
This is not the first time he has used castration.
For those mortal enemies and those sanctimonious hypocrites, Yan Liang was not stingy with cruel punishments.
Sima Zhao was able to use insidious means to deceive and kill his own brother. How could Yan Liang really let such a villain escape?
Yan Liang wanted to castrate him and then give him to Sima Yi. He wanted to see how Sima Yi would deal with an unscrupulous son who killed his own brother and became an eunuch.
"Sima Yi's expression of embarrassment and anger must be very nice." Yan Liang couldn't help laughing wildly.
Amidst wild laughter, a royal sergeant walked into the hall, fell to the ground and held his hands in his hands: "Your Majesty, Qinghe Prefect Quanzong sent an envoy to come here at night and presented several elixirs to Your Majesty, claiming that they are the magic elixirs for longevity."
An elixir?
Yan Liang restrained his wild laughter and frowned slightly.
